Pick of the week II

This week, I think I’ll recommend the very thing I’m writing this note on. No, not my sofa (although you’re all welcome to come and try it out), not even my poor ancient 1st generation iPhone. Nope, my big up this week is for the WordPress iPhone app. It’s just so handy to be ableContinue reading “Pick of the week II”

Who researches the researchers?

It’s happened again. I shouldn’t even notice by now, I should just take a deep breath and accept it. But I can’t. It just gets to me. I had another attack of foot-in-mouth disease. And at the doctor’s as well, o irony most foul. As we were chatting away, he asked me if my husbandContinue reading “Who researches the researchers?”

No Bucket Whatsoever.

The first time I met Emma Kennedy, she fell over onto a bucket and ended up covered in pee. That was in the first few pages of a book suitably entitled The Tent, The Bucket and Me, about her childhood memories of her parents’ catastrophic attempts at holidaymanship, and it made me laugh, cringe andContinue reading “No Bucket Whatsoever.”